Peepin' through the knothole
Of Grandpa's wooden leg
Who'll wind the clock when I am gone?
Go get the ax
There's a flea in Lizzie's ear
And a boy's best friend is his mother.
I fell from a window, a second story window,
Why do they build the shore so near the ocean?
Who cut the sleeves out of dear old daddy's vest,
And dug up Fido's bones to build the sewer?
A horsey stood around with his feet upon the ground,
Oh, who will wind the clock when I am gone?
Go get the ax there's a fly on Lizzie's ear,
And a boy's best friend is his mother.